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Namkookseok

Namjoon sat cuddled against Hoseok's pillow wearing Jungkook's oversized hoodie on the couch. He softly sighed not bothering to turn the television on; it wouldn't matter because either way, he wouldn't be paying attention.

His boyfriends were out on a business call opting to leave him home without the details. They didn't tell him who they were with, but he knew. Jungkook didn't shelter him from the gang violence they got in. So he knew who they were with, his ex.

And not a good one at that, a horrible one that could hardly count as an ex. He was imprisoned in that man's house, Jin had found him when they broke in, felt bad and recused him. Jungkook gave him a home fitting him perfectly between Seok and Kook.

He didn't move from the couch corner facing the door, he sat and waited. His ex, Jackson, knew where he was, but decided not to pursue him knowing the Jungkook's temper.

His phone sat with zero notifications. His anxiety rose higher and higher, he needed them here. He didn't want them to go this morning even after crying they still left. Every now and then he let a tear slide down his smooth cheek.

The clock above the door constantly moved along with the sun behind the curtains that he drew closed tightly.

Ten o'clock was when he heard the familiar sounds of Jungkook's car pulling into the driveway. Small talk and playfully chattering as they walked past the window near Joon.

When they opened the door the boy sat up hopeful and smiling. Hoseok smiled and ran to put their bags away. Jungkook stopped in the doorway locking the door stepping closer to the soft boy who had clearly been crying all day "baby have you been sitting here all day?" he asked bunching his pants up before crouching down in front of the couch to look up at the older boy.

"Y...yeah," he replied quietly hugging the pillow closer to his chest looking at Jungkook's perfect tie. Jungkook placed his warm hands on Joon's thighs touching the edge of his hoodie "Let's get you some food," he stood up stretching his pants back out. Namjoon nodded standing up lazily wrapping his arms around Jungkook burrowing his face into the younger's neck inhaling deeply.

Jungkook held his boyfriend gently rubbing circles on his back he started to cry his shoulders shaking. "Hey, shhh you have nothing to cry about," he smoothly said.

Joon felt another arm snake its way around his waist. Hoseok kisses Namjoon's cheek holding both of his lovers leaning his head on Kook's shoulder. "I-I'm sorry. I just don't like to be alone and you guys were with him," Joon mumbled calming down.

"We're okay, Joonie. Jungkook thought that you wouldn't want to go. It was boring anyway, I would rather have been home with you," Hoseok sweetly replied touching his cheek.

"If you want, next time we won't leave you, but you can't act out," Jungkook said breath fanning over each of their faces. Namjoon's tummy growled making his face pinken Seok giggled while Kook cracks a small smile.

"Let's get everyone fed," Jungkook patted their bottoms playfully sending them ahead of him. Hoseok reached the cabinet first pulling out a few packets of Ramen. Namjoon already had a steel pot in his hand filling it with water. Jungkook takes them from his elders preparing the noodles.

"Here," Jungkook held the chopsticks to Hoseok's mouth letting him taste it before Joon who whined about being hungry and not eating all day.

"And whose fault was that?" Jungkook asked sending a warning to the sub. He absolutely hated whining, it got on his nerves. Nams didn't reply opting for silently waiting for Jungkook to let him taste the Ramen.